Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Faxiang was still shocked by this and found it difficult to calm down.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan, dressed in a long blue robe, came to this place.

His eyes held a hint of ferocity as he stepped into the guest hall and saw Puhong and Faxiang.

"Hmm?" Pu Hong was slightly startled and looked up, only to meet Zhang Xiaofan's sharp eyes.

"Master, are you the Venerable Monk Puhong?"

Zhang Xiaofan approached step by step, his expression cold and stern, and asked.

"That is I." Monk Puhong nodded slightly, but his brows furrowed. This Qingyun disciple harbored great hostility!
"I don't know what you've done, brother..." Faxiang also came to his senses and asked.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaofan said, "My name is Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak. I heard that the Venerable Monk Puhong has come to my Qingyun Sect, so I have come to see him!"

"Zhang Xiaofan!? The champion of this year's Qingyun Sect Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament!?"

Fa Xiang was slightly taken aback. Although he had only just arrived at Qingyun Sect, he had already learned about the recent martial arts competition among the seven sects of Qingyun Sect.

After all, he was also very eager to know who the number one young person of this generation of Qingyun Sect would be.

Therefore, upon seeing Zhang Xiaofan introduce himself, they understood that the person in front of them was the number one young person of the Qingyun Sect this generation!
But Pu Hong's pupils contracted, and he had a different reaction when he heard the name Zhang Xiaofan.

He had heard of this name long before he came to Qingyun Sect.

The one who told him the name Zhang Xiaofan was his late monk, Puzhi.

After massacring Caomiao Village, the monk Puzhi returned to Tianyin Temple.

Back at the temple, the monk Puzhi told Abbot Puhong everything, so Abbot Puhong was also aware of Zhang Xiaofan's situation.

This little fellow is the disciple that Puzhi has taken in.

“Venerable Monk Puhong, you must have heard my name from Venerable Monk Puzhi, right?”

Zhang Xiaofan stared at the old monk, the image of the villagers of Caomiao Village dying flashing through his mind.

"Indeed, I heard about Young Master Zhang's matter from Puzhi."

Unexpectedly, Young Master Zhang is different from what Junior Brother Puzhi said; he is now the number one young talent in the Qingyun Sect.

Pu Hong smiled; he had goodwill towards the disciple that Pu Zhi had taken in.

But for some reason, the other party seemed to be acting with malice.

"Heh." Zhang Xiaofan just sneered at Pu Hong's praise.

This response surprised both Puhong and Faxiang.

"I have come to see the Venerable Monk today for no other reason than to confirm one thing." Zhang Xiaofan stared intently at Abbot Puhong.

"I want to know if the abbot is aware that the monk Puzhi slaughtered everyone in my Caomiao Village!"

Zhang Xiaofan questioned, his voice hoarse, his eyes bloodshot, and his anger surging rapidly.

boom!
Abbot Puhong's mind was shaken violently; this question was like a thunderclap, resounding deep within his heart!

Faxiang was completely stunned.

"I understand."

Faced with Zhang Xiaofan's questioning, Pu Hong felt ashamed and nodded.

At this moment, he finally understood why Zhang Xiaofan harbored such hostility and malice; it turned out that the other party already knew the truth.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan's anger flared up. He knew that his senior uncle, the sect leader, had no reason to deceive him, but he still wanted to personally dig out the truth from Tianyin Temple.

Now, Abbot Puhong has acknowledged this.

He could no longer contain his anger: "Why!?"

Pu Hong sighed: "Junior Brother Pu Zhi was seriously injured by that mysterious man in black back then, and he could no longer suppress the ferocity of the Bloodthirsty Bead. His inner demons were aroused, which is why he did such a terrible thing!"
Young Master Zhang, this matter was indeed the fault of my junior brother, Puzhi!

If you wish to avenge Grass Temple Village, feel free to attack this old monk.

Although Puzhi is dead, Puhong, as the senior disciple and abbot of Tianyin Temple, should take responsibility for this matter.

"Okay! This is what you said!"

Zhang Xiaofan unleashed his magical power, displaying his cultivation at the first level of the Shangqing Realm without reservation.

After the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament ended, his cultivation level experienced another surge.

In terms of cultivation, he has completely caught up with Lin Jingyu and Lu Xueqi.

The Soul-Devouring Staff, infused with his magical power, emitted a powerful aura.

Pu Hong was secretly shocked. At such a young age, he already had the cultivation of the Shangqing Realm, and Zhang Xiaofan also practiced the techniques of my Tianyin Temple.

This speed of cultivation is simply unbelievable. Junior Brother Puzhi's philosophy has actually succeeded in Zhang Xiaofan!
"die!"

Zhang Xiaofan swung the Soul-Devouring Staff, and its terrifying power transformed into a bolt of azure lightning as it struck towards the monk Puhong.

Pu Hong made no preparations and allowed Zhang Xiaofan to attack him.

But Faxiang could not stand idly by and watch his master be attacked and killed. He moved swiftly and immediately stood in front of Puhong.

With hands forming a mudra, Buddhist light emanates, and a peculiar bead in both hands, activated by the Dharma image, bursts forth with powerful Buddhist energy.

That's the Reincarnation Bead, a secret Buddhist artifact from Tianyin Temple!

"Faxiang, step back!" Puhong shouted coldly when he saw Faxiang make a move.

"No, Master!"

Faxiang shook his head, resolutely refusing to back down.

Pu Hong's expression was resolute. He reached out, grabbed Fa Xiang's shoulder, and flung him backward.

The azure lightning had no power to resist and struck Pu Hong directly.

"Master!"

Faxiang was shocked and never expected this.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flickered slightly. This Abbot Puhong was completely unprepared and was also going to take this killing move.

He is indeed an upright and honest person!

The image of the dead in Caomiao Village kept flashing through his mind, making it difficult for Zhang Xiaofan to stop. The power of the Soul-Devouring Staff continued to increase, bombarding Pu Hong.

boom!
Pu Hong flew horizontally, spitting out blood.

Faxiang quickly caught Abbot Puhong.

"Master! How are you?!" Faxiang hurriedly checked on Puhong's condition.

You should know that his master was already injured and had not yet fully recovered.

This blow will only compound the injury.

Even with his profound cultivation, Pu Hong's face quickly turned deathly pale, and his aura weakened.

Zhang Xiaofan's anger subsided somewhat, after all, the other party was the head of the Four Great Monks and the abbot of Tianyin Temple.

If it really came down to a fight, Zhang Xiaofan had absolutely no chance of winning.

But the other party willingly accepted his murderous move, which was full of rage.

This attitude made it difficult for Zhang Xiaofan to continue his attack.

“The Venerable Monk Puhong truly deserves to be called a great monk of his generation. Zhang Xiaofan admires him, but this matter between you and me is not over yet.”

"When Zhang Xiaofan has achieved sufficient cultivation, he will personally visit your Tianyin Temple to seek justice for all the unjustly killed villagers of my Grass Temple Village!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan turned and left.

He can no longer kill his opponent, nor can he seriously damage Tianyin Temple.

Moreover, the other party was invited by the sect leader, so he couldn't go too far.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for the Qingyun Sect and its leader.

Moreover, the Tianyin Temple will need to contribute in the upcoming battle.

For all the reasons, Zhang Xiaofan could not continue to make a move.

As the leading figure among the younger generation, he was naturally aware that Qingyun Sect was about to take action against the Demonic Sect.

As one's status rises, so does one's perspective on issues.

We cannot ruin the whole situation for the sake of our own selfish interests.

Moreover, his senior master and the Qingyun Sect have treated him well.

"Master, how are you?"

Faxiang helped Abbot Puhong up, but the latter shook his head, his face full of worry: "Help me into the house to rest."

"Faxiang, remember, you must not harbor any resentment towards Zhang Xiaobu because of this matter. Our Tianyin Temple has wronged him in this matter!"

Faxiang sighed inwardly, nodded, and said, "Disciple understands."

………………(End of this chapter)